Chapter 12 Section 6

"Hey, I beg you, just tell the truth!" I said to Nan Bo, "You probably judged me out of the game because you couldn't see clearly from the angle. Am I right?" Hearing this, Nan Bo raised his chin, his chest rose and fell violently for a while, and said, "We referees are not so sloppy." "If you ask me, you're wrong. I got on base one step ahead of the third baseman, and I know that best. You looked confident at the time, but you were actually quite uneasy, right? You just Haven't you thought that you might have made a mistake? Just speak out honestly while there are only the two of us here!"

Nanbo remained silent.I grabbed his collar and shook it. "Speak up! I hit the base first, right? Did you make a mistake? Hey, what did you do, old man, don't keep quiet, tell me something quickly!" Nan Bo's face was in pain, and his throat twitched a few times. "Indeed... it was your hand that hit the base first." I let go: "So, I did hit base safely then?" "No, I still uphold the original sentence." "You bastard!" I put the knife in his face again.Nan Bo seems to have gotten used to such threats, he just stared at me intently without changing his face.

"Hey, I understand, you really value the authority of the referee!" I turned around and walked out the door. "Wait, where are you going? It's dangerous to go out now." "It's so long-winded! Don't tell me what to do. I don't want to see your old face again!" I yelled angrily, and then walked out of the hallway.The air outside was chilly, and I shivered involuntarily. Night had already enveloped the entire neighborhood.I ran staggeringly for about half an hour and found a small park ahead.I should run farther, so as not to be discovered by the criminal police, I thought to myself.But his legs and feet were no longer in control, so he walked into the park, bought juice and cigarettes from a vending machine, and sat on a bench to rest.

At this moment, Nan Bo's words suddenly echoed in his ears. "Your hand hit the base first—" That guy really said so.Take a look, it really was him who made the mistake! I put out the cigarette and lay down, my head a little groggy. The cold gazes and contemptuous faces of the students clearly emerged in my mind.I want to make you look good.I'm going to make each of you look good. Namba that bastard.Why wouldn't he admit that he made a mistake in judgment! I was shaken awake, and stood up in a daze, not knowing where I was for a while. "where do you live?"

asked a man's voice.I rubbed my face vigorously and saw two men standing in front of me. Two men in police uniforms.